Beast Under Me (One Shot)

A Night I Will Never Forget

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Tonight, like the last one, was going to be unsuccessful. I quickly looked around the bar for someone interesting, but no one kept my eyes on them. I sighed heavily, feeling that I would once again end the hunt without any nice prey. I finished my drink, I was holding in my hand, and gave the bartender a slight smile as I headed for the exit. Just then a well-built, dark-haired man of my height emerged from the bathroom. I lowered my gaze to his unbuttoned wine-colored silk shirt, then looked down. Long, well-muscled legs in tight black pants and that plump ass was something I've been dreaming about lately. I walked closer until our eyes met and I saw pure desire in them. The man looked at me like I was his next victim, and I smiled under my breath as I imagined his expression when he will understand who would really be under whom here.

With a lazy step, the stranger left the group he was with and stood right next to me. I leaned against the wall, waiting for his words, and swallowed loudly at the low, hoarse tone. That sexy voice will be screaming my name soon.

"Vegas," he introduced himself, reaching out to me, and I accepted it, feeling his hand tighten around my fingers.

"Pete Pho..." Before I finished, I felt his thumb caress my wrist.

"You don't need to say more, the name is enough," he assured me, giving an arrogant smile.

"Then why don't we just go, no need to waste more time on boring conversation," I saw his eyes flicker at my words.

"Lovely," he murmured, and I directed us to the hotel next door.

I watched as Vegas walked over to the desk clerk and returned shortly after with the key.

"Sixth floor," he pressed a button on the elevator, and a few minutes later we were there.

The room was simple, a few wooden cupboards, a table in the center, and a huge bed against the wall. I smirked at the condom basket next to it. We both had similar tastes, I could guess but this night was for me and me only. I turned to face the man, devouring with sparkle eyes his ideal body, and he raised an eyebrow before slowly starting to unbutton his shirt. I sat up in bed, watching his delicious muscles work remarkably with each subsequent move. Those long fingers wandered lazily between the buttons, playing with them, tempting me, and as I saw more and more of his perfect body, my throat felt dry. I licked my thirsty lips, gently biting the bottom of them as he, already shirtless, came over to me, standing between my legs.

"Do you like what you see?" he asked arrogantly, and I nodded, placing my hand on his chest and carefully lowering it until it hit the hem of his pants.

"Very much," I admitted, nibbling the skin at the navel.

I quickly got rid of the belt by throwing it on the pillows, and unbuttoned the zipper as my lips moved lower and lower. I kissed where his skin and the fabric of his boxer shorts touched, and he threaded his fingers into my hair, pulling me closer.

"Good kitty," he growled as I gripped the fabric with my teeth and deftly lowered it. "Now suck."

It amused me that he thought he was in control here. I licked the sensitive skin on his head and he trembled all over his body. I blew gently into already stiff cock, watching him twitch impatiently, then I kissed the testicles, nibbling at them for a moment, and the fingers on my head squeezed until I felt a pinch in the back. Using my wet tongue, I made my way from base to tip, then shoved entire penis into my mouth. With both hands I massaged his buttocks, and Vegas groaned, pushing hips to reach deeper into my throat.

I let him take control, curious to see what he would do when I will start my fun. But now I relaxed the muscles in my face, and he pressed harder, snarling as my tongue touched a sensitive spot on his little head. A few more thrusts, and I felt him cum, twitching, still sinking deep into my mouth. He came out slowly, and I kissed his tired dick for the last time.